Pale ears flicker curiously as silver blue eyes watch the group of foals gathering together with laughter upon their tongues and energy and excitement illuminating their skins. Growing tail of silver flicks back and forth against her flanks as for a moment she sends one final glance back to mother, grazing silently alone. Nova made a point of keeping her daughter away from the rest of the herd. Her disdain for the gray stallion and his queen was clear as the hatred that glittered in her own pale eyes. Tuari tried to ask questions, but since the whole fiasco about the gray NOT being her father... she had decided to leave it alone. Mother did not want her around the herd so she acted the dutiful daughter and kept close.

But Nova never said anything about the other foals.

Cautiously she steps towards them, ears flickering back and forth nervously as she eyed them suspiciously, hope glittering in her silver blue eyes. "C..c..can I come too?" she asks, timidity clinging to her silky voice. "I want to play."